Chapter 30 You Are My Son
Before his parents divorced, Jiang Fengyan's father portrayed him as a calm and loving person who would criticize people for doing something wrong and praise people for doing something right.
All in all, a very good father.
It is also because of this that Jiang Mingzhou developed a lively and cheerful personality.
Faced with his father, whom he only sees once every few years, Jiang Fengyan no longer knows how to communicate with him.
Chen Lixue sat on the sofa in the living room with a sullen face, her arms folded, and she looked like she did not welcome her youngest son and ex-husband at all.
"Dad." Jiang Fengyan looked at his father and finally called him by the name he hadn't called for a long time.
"Yeah." Jiang's father's originally stern face relaxed a little as Jiang Fengyan finished speaking. "I heard about your expulsion from your class teacher in Beicheng. He said that you were always the top student in the grade in every exam, but then you suddenly broke school rules frequently and your grades were obviously declining. In the end, you got into a fight and refused to change your ways, so they expelled you."
Jiang Fengyan pursed his lips and listened to his father's words.
"Although I don't know why you do this, I hope you can make your own plans and don't ruin your future." Jiang's father paused while giving the instruction. His earnest expression suddenly collapsed and he smiled.
"I accidentally named you with the word 'Feng' in it, and it just matched your personality. I put so much effort into it. Thank you for your hard work."
Jiang Fengyan looked at his father and keenly realized that his father knew his intention to violate school rules. He tentatively said, "The teaching progress in Beicheng is too fast. I can't keep up."
Father Jiang did not hesitate at all: "You are my son."
These five simple words gave Jiang Fengyan the answer. At this moment, he knew how much Jiang's father trusted him, and the thoughts that had been suppressed immediately disappeared: "Do you prefer Tsinghua or Peking University?"
"Tsinghua University," Jiang Mingzhou interrupted. "Every time my father sees news about Tsinghua University, he reads it to me. He can't wait for me to go to Tsinghua University."
"That's because I'm afraid you won't study hard." Jiang's father patted Jiang Mingzhou on the back.
Jiang Mingzhou looked disapproving: "By the way, brother, I brought you a gift."
As he spoke, Jiang Mingzhou put down the schoolbag he was carrying and took out a small square box from it and handed it to Jiang Fengyan: "Open it and take a look."
Jiang Fengyan took the square box and opened the lid.
It is a bookmark in black with a few words written in gold-plated font on it: I wish my brother to reach 100 years old, his dream to start, good luck in the postgraduate entrance examination, and success in the college entrance examination.
Jiang Mingzhou: "I wanted to give it to you on your 100th birthday, but I realized I had to leave early. Fortunately, I customized the bookmark in advance."
"Wait a moment." Jiang Fengyan closed the box, walked back to the room, and took out a box half his body tall from the cabinet embedded in the desk.
Two years ago, Jiang Mingzhou met him and gave him a gift, but at that time he didn't expect that his own brother would give him a gift, so he was unprepared.
So, recalling Jiang Mingzhou's various habits and hobbies, he finally bought an astronomical telescope, thinking of giving it to Jiang Mingzhou as a gift the next time he saw him.
As a result, this "next time" took two years.
"This is for you." Jiang Fengyan handed the box to Jiang Mingzhou.
"Astronomical telescope?" Jiang Mingzhou guessed it immediately after seeing the packaging box outside the box. "Thank you, brother."
The change in address from "brother" to "older brother" also means a change in Jiang Mingzhou's closeness to Jiang Fengyan.
"Mingzhou's transfer procedures have not been completed yet. He needs to rush over to complete the procedures. That's it for now." Jiang's father waited until Jiang Mingzhou and Jiang Fengyan finished communicating before speaking.
Jiang Fengyan nodded.
"Brother, I will miss you." Jiang Mingzhou smiled, then turned his head to look at his father, pulled Jiang Fengyan to a corner and whispered, "Dad misses you too. He often talked to me about your high school entrance exam results at home and asked me to learn from you."
Jiang Fengyan's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked up at his father who was looking down at his watch.
Father Jiang's look at his watch was actually just a cover-up. In front of him sat his ex-wife, who had no intention of saying anything from beginning to end. He hesitated for a moment, and finally said to Chen Lixue, "Take care of yourself."
"I'm living well, don't worry." Chen Lixue said coldly.
Seeing that Chen Lixue was still showing no signs of easing up as usual, Jiang's father sighed and said to Jiang Mingzhou, who was whispering to Jiang Fengyan, "Let's go."
Jiang Mingzhou reluctantly let go of Jiang Fengyan: "Goodbye, brother."
Jiang Fengyan nodded to Jiang Mingzhou.
Jiang Mingzhou followed his father to the door, and suddenly stopped. He turned back and looked at Chen Lixue, and said hurriedly, "Goodbye, Mom."
"Bang——" Jiang Mingzhou closed the door immediately after he finished speaking.
It was also because of this that Jiang Mingzhou did not see the obvious surprise on Chen Lixue's face when he called her "Mom".
After Jiang's father and Jiang Mingzhou left, the house seemed empty, with only an eerie silence.
Chen Lixue looked at the closed door and murmured, "When your brother was a kid, he loved getting into trouble, so I often beat him with a clothes hanger."
When Jiang Fengyan heard Chen Lixue's words, his eyes moved and he said slowly: "The day you divorced your father, he asked me if you hated him very much."
Chen Lixue was stunned for a moment: "Because I often beat him?"
Jiang Fengyan looked at Chen Lixue: "Because you always say that he is useless."
"He almost gets carried away when he does something right. What if I don't say this and he just keeps showing off?"
Jiang Fengyan's face darkened: "Have you ever thought that everything he said to you was done just to get your approval?"
Chen Lixue's expression changed and she was speechless for a moment.
"It was your birthday, and he wanted to cook a dish for you. Due to improper operation, the oil pan caught fire, and you beat him with a clothes hanger for half an hour, leaving bruises all over his body. During the process, you kept calling him a waste." Jiang Fengyan's tone became colder and colder, and his eyebrows turned frosty. "He was afraid that you would hate him, so he didn't shed a single tear. When you went to the kitchen to clean up the mess, he ran to my room and cried for a long time."
"His arm was also burned, and the scar is still there." Jiang Fengyan took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the window. "He was only in the third grade at that time."
Chen Lixue was used to being strong, and even though she knew that she was at fault in the past, she refused to give in: "You are so protective of your brother, go with him!"
Jiang Fengyan's eyes were slightly cold, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked away: "Dinner isn't ready yet, I'll make it."
Jiang Fengyan turned and walked towards the kitchen.
But before he even stepped into the kitchen, he heard Chen Lixue's hesitant voice: "Is the wound serious?"
Jiang Fengyan's face flashed with surprise, and he stopped moving: "Next time you see him, you can ask him to show it to you."
"At that time, I saw the kitchen on fire and I was cutting fruit with a fruit knife in my hand. I should have put down the knife and went to put out the fire, but then I saw your brother in the kitchen. My brain short-circuited and I rushed in with the fruit knife." Chen Lixue recalled what happened six years ago and said softly, "In the kitchen, the first thing I did was not to put out the fire, but to pull your brother out."
After Chen Lixue finished speaking, she pulled down her left collar, revealing a knife scar on her shoulder that was not long but deep enough to penetrate the bone. "This was left when I hastily closed the lid of the pot... It wasn't until I saw him standing in front of me that my chaotic heartbeat calmed down. You said, do I hate him?"
Jiang Fengyan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the knife mark for a long time, then said, "At that time I told him that you loved him very much."
Chen Lixue opened her eyes wide and looked at Jiang Fengyan in disbelief.
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